For day 4, a Love poem.
My heart is a shrine, it seems,
loves come and go like pilgrims.
Some come seeking solace,
some to unlock the joy in their hearts.
And yet others come with footsteps heavy with sorrow,
and I wait for them to undam their pain.
Until release comes in torrent upon stormy torrent,
all pain washed clean by blessed tears.
And yet what can I give,
but the God that is within me?
This lamp of love you have lit with your hands, Oh Lord,
and sheltered it from innumerable storms.
My song of praise is my only offering,
and my heart lifted up in gratitude.
For day 2 of NaPoWriMo, I tried my hand at a tautogram.
the tree talked
telling traumatised tales too
April is National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). The intention is to write a poem each day for the whole month.
Light – haiga
What do you treasure? What’s most important to you?
IN A NEW POST CREATED SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS PHOTO CHALLENGE CAPTURE SOMETHING YOU TREASURE.
For the DailyPost Weekly Photo Challenge – Treasure
The Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge is to post a selfie.
I thought I’d give low-key photography a try …